August 13, 2010

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I remember the day my parents died. August, Friday the 13th 2010. I guess the rumor is true. Friday the 13th is a TERRIBLE day. Anyways, I was on the couch with my babysitter and we were painting each other's nails while watching 'my babysitters a vampire'. My parents had went to go see a concert for their honeymoon. I have a theory on how it happened, they were coming back from the concert and they  were starting to pass a bridge that is by our house. I guess they had too much to drink and swerved off the road. The only thing that still puzzles me is if the car was all jacked up and still on the road, where were they? The thought of them gives me shivers and tears. I miss them. So. Freaking. Much.

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